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Letra de METAL CHURCH IRON MAN de METAL CHURCH.
( Metal Church )
(*chanting*)
[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too black to tan, heavy-metal rhythm from a one man band
Bust my knuckles in a junkyard scuffle
Whippin´ adversaries with a brass belt buckle
Born in the ghetto, hard like metal
Got a ´87 ´vette with a fat gas petal
Live a hard life, shave with a knife
Love to get freaky on the gloomiest nights
[Chorus]
I got childhood scars in the streets of my life
Girls laughed, now they beggin´ to be Mix-A-Lot´s wife
The new breed is here, vigilante´s of rap
Got eyes like fire, with my boys at my back
Now I´m back for revenge, all the rumors must end
Freaky breathin´ is out, bold music is in
I lot of dummies gettin´ money, just by clappin´ their hands
Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man
(You know what I wanna hear)
[Verse 2]
A southside broola don´t drink coolers
Big money maker, not a dumb drug user
It´s real not drama, hate pet llamas
Met Clint Eastwood, slapped his momma
Billboard thriller, Avenue chiller
Hard rock lover, and soft rock killer
Girls in the house, watch your blouse
I´m the man your momma was warnin´ you about
The bad boy of rap, givin´ no slack
Talk behind my back, and you might get slapped
You might get paid, but your metal ain´t real
Your rock´s like mush, this rock´s like steel
[Chorus]
(uh, everybody now, *chanting*)
[Verse 3]
A big ego crushin´, MC´s fussin´
More lines in my face than a sunburn rushin´
Hardly ever speakin´, girl´s be tweakin´
Buggin´ off the drums, cause the snare be peakin´
World´s most hated, too bad to be rated
Makin´ you mad and I´m elated
Beats sickapater, your bad I´m greater
Tougher than Schwarzenegger in "Terminator"
Guitar cord ripper, Perrier sipper
Transform scratchin´ and not a needle skipper
Flesh like steel, MC´s kneel
Mickey D´s Shrimp Salad not part a my meal
Heavy drum hitter, can´t stand kidders
Hate boss metal and I´m not a bullshitter
Girlies wanna kiss, suckers throw a fist
A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain´t like this
[Sir Mix-A-Lot talking]
Ha haha ha, the true Iron Man of rap droppin´ this big metal hammer
(*voice yelling over Sir Mix-A-Lot*)
Now that´s true metal, posse up, yeah
[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too black to tan, heavy-metal rhythm from a one man band
Bust my knuckles in a junkyard scuffle
Whippin´ adversaries with a brass belt buckle
Born in the ghetto, hard like metal
Got a ´87 ´vette with a fat gas petal
Live a hard life, shave with a knife
Love to get freaky on the gloomiest nights
[Chorus]
I got childhood scars in the streets of my life
Girls laughed, now they beggin´ to be Mix-A-Lot´s wife
The new breed is here, vigilante´s of rap
Got eyes like fire, with my boys at my back
Now I´m back for revenge, all the rumors must end
Freaky breathin´ is out, bold music is in
I lot of dummies gettin´ money, just by clappin´ their hands
Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man
(You know what I wanna hear)
[Verse 2]
A southside broola don´t drink coolers
Big money maker, not a dumb drug user
It´s real not drama, hate pet llamas
Met Clint Eastwood, slapped his momma
Billboard thriller, Avenue chiller
Hard rock lover, and soft rock killer
Girls in the house, watch your blouse
I´m the man your momma was warnin´ you about
The bad boy of rap, givin´ no slack
Talk behind my back, and you might get slapped
You might get paid, but your metal ain´t real
Your rock´s like mush, this rock´s like steel
[Chorus]
(uh, everybody now, *chanting*)
[Verse 3]
A big ego crushin´, MC´s fussin´
More lines in my face than a sunburn rushin´
Hardly ever speakin´, girl´s be tweakin´
Buggin´ off the drums, cause the snare be peakin´
World´s most hated, too bad to be rated
Makin´ you mad and I´m elated
Beats sickapater, your bad I´m greater
Tougher than Schwarzenegger in "Terminator"
Guitar cord ripper, Perrier sipper
Transform scratchin´ and not a needle skipper
Flesh like steel, MC´s kneel
Mickey D´s Shrimp Salad not part a my meal
Heavy drum hitter, can´t stand kidders
Hate boss metal and I´m not a bullshitter
Girlies wanna kiss, suckers throw a fist
A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain´t like this
[Sir Mix-A-Lot talking]
Ha haha ha, the true Iron Man of rap droppin´ this big metal hammer
(*voice yelling over Sir Mix-A-Lot*)
Now that´s true metal, posse up, yeah
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